Winter:
"Hey. You didn't tell me you juggled."

He kept going to lighten the mood the sickness my nausea had given me.

Harry:
"It got you to smile."

I found it refreshing to know that though we'd been together a while, I'd still been learning.

Winter:
"What else are you hiding from me?"

I said folding my arms and pouting playfully. He caught the three tennis balls from the air to look over at me.

Harry:
"Hey don't do that. You didn't tell me about the drawing."

Winter:
"That's not answering the question."
He pulled against my arm to encourage me from the couch.

Harry:
"Come on, we have an appointment?"

Winter:
"Appointment where?"


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I lie horizontally on the table as I was instructed. Removing my robe and waiting for Harry to finish changing.

"Lower." ‎

The guy had instructed about the rob, before I felt his palms rub soothingly against my back. I allowed the feeling to comfort me though I'd only been use to being under the touch of Harry in those places. I closed my eyes and placed my ear buds against my inner ear. He had suggested we did this to suppress any tension that had built from our argument before. I thought about it as his hands moved in a circular motion on my skin. Warm with something oily to encourage the glide. He'd gone for awhile as I felt myself step into serenity. I tried not to think of things that'd upset me these days...at least that's what I was suppose to be doing. He stopped suddenly to my dismay. I felt really still now, the slight brink of fatigue hovering around me. I stirred when he hadn't proceeded. I was sure an hour and thirty minutes weren't up yet. ‎I lifted my head, being sure to cover my chest. I looked over to Harry who had been enjoying his own massage to question the issue. My headphones were removed.

Winter:
"Where did he go?"

The girl was thin and blonde against his shoulders. His eyes were partially closed when he opened them, dark eye lashes around the corners. I shook my head when I saw a small tiring play of a grin.

Winter:
"Wha‎t did you do?"

Harry:
"What? All I said was don't put pressure on her stomach." ‎

I sighed, missing his hands. I knew he'd probably just hated the scene and said something rude as he had to guys many times before. I was keeping the headphones out this time.

Winter:
"Did he say that?"

I asked looking up to his masseuse. She shook her head side to side with hesitancy.
Just then in walked a short brunette girl. Walking to my side and readying herself with the products he'd left beside me. My eyes locked with Harry's in disapproval.

Winter:
"Liar."

I had to see him being massaged by a hot blonde girl. He was basically naked and there was no way she hadn't been enjoying herself. She was older though...but I knew he was into that too. I understood that most girls would like the dominant side but I was still figuring it out.
His dimples made their debut for the day as I pouted, lying back down and putting my hands in my face. ‎

Harry:
"‎Come on. You know there's certain things I can't stand."

I turned my face to see his as we lay across from each other. I decided to just let it fizzle and allow him to be a guy.
‎
Winter:"See, I had something exciting I wanted to tell you but I think I'll wait."

Harry:
"Exciting? Like what?"

I smiled mischievously as he reached his hand out to touch mine that had been dangling from the table.

Winter:
"Nope."

Harry:
"Come on. Tell me... Please. "

I gleamed from the inside at how ador‎able he was.

Winter:
"...Okay so, you know how I told my doctor not to tell me the sex of the baby?"

He gasped with the introduction, urging me to continue.

Winter:
"I told him to spill it when I called him last night about the medicine."

Harry:
"‎You know?? You have to tell me."

I stayed quiet for a moment while I enjoyed the begging. The laughter by now was becoming painful.

Winter:
"Alright..."

His hair was in a curly mess about his head.

Winter:
" It's-"

Harry:
"Wait, wait, wait."

He buried his face in his hands as I had. Slightly held on his elbows.

Harry:
"Oh god. Okay, I'm ready."

He held my hand intimately. Rubbing the knuckles as if to calm himself. The other hand still covered his face as if building up to the surprise. ‎
‎
Winter:
"A girl."

I'd never seen his smile so bright. Tears escaped his eyes though he tried desperately to clear them.

Harry:
"Give us a minute."‎
‎
They exited at his cue as I watched him get up in nothing but his boxer briefs and start toward me. His body was covered in herb oils in its warm color.
Kisses were placed to my cheeks and about my face repetitively‎ with excitement.

Harry:
"Get up."

He encouraged me from the table. To engage in a kiss. It was long and slow. His hands rested on either side of my jaw to encourage me forward. His tongue was warm as always, setting the butterflies in for the moment. I'd wore nothing but my underwear as he rubbed the front side of his hand to my stomach. I giggled as I became tickled by it.

Harry:
"Don't think you're getting away with not telling me."

He held my head into his torso as I sat on the table. His head was buried in my hair thoughtfully. It was silent for a moment while he held me, but I knew it still hadn't yet been an after thought.

Winter:
"You okay."

He lifted my chin to stare into my eyes, rubbing his thumb to my cheek.‎ And I'd never felt more loved by anyone. He nodded silently as he pulled me back in. I knew we'd be celebrating between the sheets tonight.
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Notes

I can't believe this is chapter 64, that's wild. Hope you're loving the plot and everything. Thank you for reading.

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